Step mom comes back

You both look up, and your breath catches in your throat as you see your mother descending the stairs, dressed in the sexy. The black lace contrasts sharply with your mom's fair skin, and the set clings to her curves in a way that makes it impossible to ignore her figure.

Caitlyn's eyes widen, and she quickly averts her gaze, a blush creeping up her neck.

Your mom notices your gaze and quickly pulls on the silk ties of her robe, cinching it closed. The floral pattern and lace trimmings do little to hide her curvaceous figure, however, as the silky fabric clings to her ample bosom and accentuates her wide hips. The robe barely reaches mid-thigh, revealing long legs encased in sheer black stockings.

She clears her throat, a blush rising to her cheeks. "I hope this is a bit more modest for you two. I'm still getting used to being around family again."

Caitlyn finally meets your eyes, her own gaze burning with a mixture of curiosity and something else you can't quite place. "You look lovely, Mom."

She settles onto the couch opposite you and Caitlyn. The silky fabric of her robe whispers against her skin as she crosses her legs, the hem riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of thigh. You can't help but notice the way the robe clings to her curves, accentuating her ample bosom and the gentle swell of her belly. The black lace trimmings contrast sharply with her fair skin, drawing your eyes to her body in a way that makes it difficult to look away.

Beside you, Caitlyn squirms slightly, her gaze flicking between you and your mother. You feel a familiar tightness in your crotch as you realize that you’re getting an erection. Your heart starts racing as you try to think of a way to hide your growing arousal from Caitlyn and your mom. Quickly, you grab the pillow beside you and place it on your lap, hoping that it will hide your growing bulge. You shift uncomfortably, trying to adjust yourself and hide your body’s reaction to the situation. You can feel the heat rising to your face as you try to maintain composure. Your mind is racing with thoughts and memories that you’ve been trying to suppress for so long.

You shift on the couch, trying to get comfortable with the pillow hiding your growing arousal. You're acutely aware of Caitlyn's presence beside you, her gaze flicking between you and your mother.

Your mother clears her throat, drawing your attention back to her. She shifts in her seat, causing the silky fabric of her robe to whisper against her skin. The movement causes the robe to slip slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. She notices your gaze and quickly pulls the robe closed, a blush rising to her cheeks.

You feel your face growing hotter as you try to keep your eyes on her face. The scent of her perfume wafts over to you, a mix of floral notes and something uniquely her.

Beside you, Caitlyn clears her throat, drawing your attention back to her. "Has Dad said when he's coming back?" she asks, her voice laced with a hint of curiosity and something else you can't quite place. You feel a knot form in your stomach at the mention of your father. The truth is, he hasn't said when he's coming back. Your mother notices the tension in your body and the look of discomfort on your face.

She clears her throat, drawing your attention back to her. She gives you a reassuring smile, her blue eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "I'm sure your father will be home soon," she says softly, her voice laced with a hint of reassurance.